Want to know a good thing about having little kids?  They don’t understand “bad days.”  Yes, things can upset them, or go wrong, but very rarely does one part of their day ruin the rest of the day.

How did we, the adults, learn this behavior?

Why do we let things affect our entire day?  Like most of us, I also have “bad days.”  There are days where I just cannot seem to get out of a funk.  I recently woke up and was feeling “off” most of the morning.  I was feeling overweight since nothing seemed to fit right, and due to this, everything seemed to be off.  I let one little insecurity ruin my morning, which quickly was turning into ruining my day.

Want to know what happened next?

The 3 year old son ran over to me after preschool and told me I was SO PRETTY.  I melted!  He had no clue that I was in a mood from feeling the exact opposite.  To this little guy, I am the most beautiful person in the world and he doesn’t care if I have muffin top and if my pants with actual closures don’t actually fit.  He loves me for me… guess what?  This turned my bad day right around and I remembered what really is important in life.  So what if I don’t look like I used to pre-kids?  I’ve got kids now who love everything about me.

Recently the 3 year old had a rough morning.

He started a new swim class.  He really does enjoy this class,but he is still pretty weary of the water.  Sure enough, class number two, he slipped and went under the water.  His teacher was right there to scoop him up, but the damage was done.  He was terrified. I tried to reassure him with the good old thumbs up move and a smile, but let’s get real… sometimes you just need a minute and a hug.  When class was over he was shaken up.  It was only 9:30am and any adult would go ahead and chalk the day up as a “bad day.”

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Remember, kids don’t know “bad days.”

He had a bad moment and that was that.  We talked, he cried, I held him and then that was that.  On with the day.  I really need to learn a little something from these kids.

The daughter has more “pressing” problems and she still hasn’t ever let it ruin her entire day.  Yes, she does use the phrase “Worst day ever.” from time to time, but that really doesn’t seem to apply for longer than a small tantrum… no where near the length of time of an actual day.

I’ve decided I need to find my “rose colored glasses” and put them back on.

The kids have theirs on still.  Enough with letting things bring us down.  So what if things aren’t perfect; are they really perfect for ANYONE?  It’s time to embrace who we are NOW and not who we used to be.  I’m ready to embrace a childlike attitude and let the hardships and disappointments roll off my back.

Let’s all embrace this together.  Imagine how much happier we would all be!

**Having a bad day?  Here’s my Ten Ways to Turn a Bad Day Around blog… try it out!  http://www.fencedinmomma.com/10-ways-bad-day